So this is the story all about how my life got flipped turned upside down....

Okay so first of all I just want to say that Im glad that I just now stumbled upon this site. I wish I knew about it when I came out.
Anyway I would like to share with you my coming out story.
I had a girlfriend when I was 13. We dated for about 8 months. While I loved her, I just didnt feel a spark between us. We even tried fooling around a bit, but I just couldnt feel the spark. At that point I knew something wasnt right. I decided to end the relationship.

After trying to figure myself out I came to the realization that i liked boys. It was something that really scared me. So when I hit high school thats when I finally accepted myself, however I was no where near ready to come out. I felt that I would have been accepted by my friends and schoolmates as I was in a performing arts high school. With there already being many gay students there I knew I wouldnt have any problem coming out to anyone at school. I chose to keep my secret though.

The reason I stayed in the closet was because of my family. My family is very conservative, except for me. I also have older parents who grew up in a time when homosexuality was not only frowned upon but was deemed a mental disorder. With the fear of being rejected, I vowed to not come out until my parents were dead.

Fast forward ten years. In 2012 I had many horrible things happen to me. An eye injury, death of my dog, emergency appendectomy, followed by a skin infection two weeks after the surgery. This all happened by August. When October rolled around I started getting very depressed and very anxious. I would have nightly panic attacks. After trying different antidepressants I couldnt take it anymore, and a week before Christmas I checked myself into a hospital where I was placed in the pyschiatric unit for 4 days. While there I had time to clear my mind. At that point I realized if I ever wanted to be happy again I had to come out.

So on New Years Eve I was chatting on facebook with my friend (who happens to be a lesbian) and told her that I was gay. I knew that telling her I at least had someone who would support me. Then on January 2, 2013 I sat my parents down. I started crying. I told them that I had to be more open about myself if I was ever going to be happy again. I told them I was gay, and that no matter what they thought I was going to be the same me they have always known. I wasn’t going to change for nobody and had no care as to what anybody said about me. They told me that they loved me, and they support me, and thats all I ever really wanted to hear.

I started coming out to all my friends and then to my friends on facebook and to my coworkers. Everybody supports and loves me. Today I am open with everybody. I no longer deny that Im gay, and although I still have my issues with anxiety, i am no longer depressed and happy.